My husband loves me too much

Chapter 41 045. I don't accept second-hand gifts.

Speaking of that dress, Mu Hua felt calm and even wanted to laugh.

It is a purely handmade brand. The new models of each quarter are usually sold out before they are launched. It is impossible to buy them without pre-ordering. No matter how much money you have, it is useless.

The accident happened last night. Bo Qijin sent the skirt to Mu's villa this morning. What does it mean?
It means that Bo Qijin bought that dress a long time ago, either he didn't give it away at all, or he gave it away and was returned, his fiancée or ex-girlfriend, it's not her anyway.

I opened my mouth in front of her last night, just to show it as a favor.

"I never accept second-hand gifts. If I forgot to bring them today, I will have someone return them to Mr. Bo tomorrow."

Bo Qijin frowned, "Who told you that the dress was second-hand?"

"I'm so smart and I'll understand after a little thought," Mu Hua twitched her wrist hard, but it had no effect except her own pain, and lost her patience, "If you don't let go, I'll call someone."

Bo Qijin didn't change his expression, "Anyone you can call in is also mine."

Mu Hua, "..."

How on earth did he achieve this human face and animal heart, seemingly calm, restrained, abstinent and alienated, but in fact he is ruffian and annoying?

"Give me the phone back!"

Across the desk, Mu Hua only had one hand to move, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't touch the phone. Bo Qijin smiled and looked at her, calmly and calmly, "It won't break if I put it here, what's the hurry?"

"Someone is sexually harassing, I want to call the police."

Bo Qijin laughed softly, "Is this sexual harassment?"

The man's slightly callused fingertips slowly rubbed the back of Mu Hua's hand, as if waves of subtle electric currents were running around in her blood, causing uncontrollable heart palpitations.

Noticing the slight change in the man's dark eyes, Mu Hua finally realized, blushing from embarrassment, "Let go!"

Bo Qijin said unhurriedly, "Don't push so hard, you will fall if I let go."

Mu Hua held back her temper and didn't choke with him, she relaxed and stood firm, and when he let go, she almost couldn't resist picking up the teacup and splashing it on him.

"If you don't express your opinion, I will assume that you like that dress very much. It's not in vain." While speaking, Bo Qijin handed Mu Hua's phone to her.

Red suits her very well, and no one else can wear red so beautifully.

"Thank you, I don't want it," Mu Hua took the phone and turned to leave.

Looking at the woman's back, Bo Qijin pressed his fingers on her temples and smiled helplessly.

He stood up, crossed his long legs, and almost caught up with Mu Hua, pressing down on the door panel with one hand to prevent her from opening it.

"It's not second-hand. It was sent to you as soon as it was picked up from the store."

The man's warm breath lingered in his ears, as if a feather was scratching Mu Hua, and Mu Hua stepped back two steps away.

"Others can't make a reservation in line, how come you can buy it in only one night?"

"I know the owner of this store. He owes me a favor. It's not difficult to buy a skirt." Bo Qijin lowered his eyes and stared at the woman's delicate and beautiful face, and said slowly, "I always give gifts. Only one."

"Then..." This reason seems to be plausible, since the man can still listen to the second half of the sentence, Mu Meiren believes him for the time being, "Alright then, I reluctantly accept it."

Putting on airs, Mu Hua let out a lukewarm 'hum', "It's not particularly beautiful, it's just pretty average."

The setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually sank into the high-rise building, and the orange afterglow reflected her picturesque eyes and eyebrows. Not only was the arrogant princess posture not annoying, but her frown and smile were charming and charming.

Bo Qijin was a little lost.

(End of this chapter)